Slippery Jim diGriz is the galaxy's most loveable con-man, science fiction's answer to Raffles and The Saint. He made his debut in Harry Harrison's much-reprinted The Stainless Steel Rat
(1961). This is the Rat's tenth novel-length adventure, and he's on good form. The story line zooms along at headlong speed, powered by sheer energy and exuberance, with our hero plunged into high-tech trouble by the second page despite his usual range of unlikely weaponry--"I blew it away with a shot from my crotch cannon". Sounds uncomfortable.
Soon Jim is commissioned by the richest man in the galaxy to investigate a series of bank heists that always happen when a circus is in town. Tutored by retired magician The Great Grissini, he fudges up a clever illusionist act, drafts his lovely though slightly murderous wife Angelina as the obligatory gorgeous assistant, and infiltrates the Big Top. The resulting hornets' nest of disguises, scams, traps, kidnapping and blackmail is almost too much even for Slippery Jim and his resourceful family. But stage-magic techniques prove useful: misdirection and gimmickry allow the pulling-off of the perfect Rat crime under the unwavering eye of an observation satellite....
After many hair-raising adventures and (of course) ultimate triumph, Jim shockingly announces that it's time to go straight and write his memoirs: "The first volume shall be titled--The Stainless Steel Rat. With plenty more volumes to come." But Harrison adds a sly question mark: "THE END?" Reliable, knockabout SF fun. --David Langford
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The new adventure from SF¿s longest standing comic hero